The captain's quarters of the Yermak resounded with loud snoring.
The burly Valery lay shirtless on the somewhat narrow single bed, his hand still clutching an unfinished bottle of vodka, while a brown bear quietly lay beside the bed, resting its paws and falling into deep sleep.
Knock knock!
The sudden knocking awoke the brown bear, which lifted its head and instinctively bared its teeth, then extended its tongue to lick its master's dangling hand.
Valery furrowed his brows, scratching the dense chest hair before slowly opening his eyes.
Click!
The dim light of the old-style lamp gave the room an eerie atmosphere, as Valery picked up a bathrobe and casually draped it over his shoulders.
"Boss."
Opening the door, a slender Far-Eastern man stood respectfully at the threshold.
